such an interesting conversation, of course i can only speculate on why my mother got alzheimer’s but my psychologist made a comment about worriers and ruminators....
my mum was trapped in anxiety, it feels like she has ended up where she was always destined to end up, a textbook case of someone unable to respond to therapy, severe depression and anxiety keeping her from making good choices to get better... worrying herself to death anout anything she could think of, depending on others for her happiness....
it’s not a pretty picture..... and i have been talking to people whose mums were a lot like mine and went the same way so i have the impression mum is not alone.
but it sounds like all kinds of people arrive at the same destination from different roads.
all i can do is avoid following my mother’s path, it made her very unhappy. at the very least i can try to avoid that. get therapy, be self aware, learn to worry a lot less. she’s the only one in a family of seven to have dementia. the middle child. even her parents didn’t get it. she was the physically fittest of them all. still is. fitter than me.
im so glad many of you have a christmas connection. let’s hope 21 brings us fresh hope. and atleast a short respite from the ”gifts” this illness brings us.
i think for me, if i find i’m having trouble driving a car, and living independently, i’ll need to kick myself into gear and take things into my own hands. but more likely my social hermit ways and depression and anxiety will have me holed up here in my apartment until someone hauls me off to a nursing home.... frankly i’d rather get cancer, or have a heart attack. i think i’ve said that before. i know neither of those deaths are easy either... there definitely aren’t easy answers. especially when it comes to dementia.